Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Romania and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mars to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Faraquet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ituana,
Jeru the Damaja,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter & Gordon,
Model 500,
Radio Birdman,
Desert Stars,
Gang Green,
Bauhaus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Standells,
Con Funk Shun,
Camberwell Now,
Bronski Beat,
Banda Bassotti,
Unrelated Segments,
Albert Ayler,
Marmalade,
Mad Mike,
Black Flag,
Quadrant,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Section 25,
One Last Wish,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barrington Levy,
Excepter,
The Monochrome Set,
Sixth Finger,
Judy Mowatt,
U.S. Maple,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gories,
Television Personalities,
Youth Brigade,
Fugazi,
Funky Four + One,
Cheater Slicks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Max Romeo,
Gang of Four,
Iggy Pop,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
John Lydon,
The Names,
OOIOO,
New Age Steppers,
Nick Fraelich,
Amazonics,
Malaria!,
Fela Kuti,
La Düsseldorf,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.